The 3 A.M. Kind
This intimate photo series by Alexander Tarazona captures Nora Jurado in a quiet, sensual moment — all soft light, skin, and feeling.
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Alexander Tarazona
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Old Postcards
Kassi got here first, with her Brazilian laugh and those eyes that hold stories like old postcards. Two strangers crossing paths—same story, but it never feels the same. The golden light spills through the clouds, tinting everything a pale green, like a memory that refuses to fade. We talked about loves that no longer hurt, about cities we left behind… and maybe about the next corner of the world where we’ll meet again.
Burning Memories
“Barcelona has always been a place you return to when you’re broken, though you don’t really know why. The streets are full of history—of loves that never were, of farewells and encounters still heavy in the air. The balconies watch you, the bars smell of vermouth from noon, and the sun creeps through the windows like a spy. Time here doesn’t heal anything, but it doesn’t rush you either. Everything moves slowly, like a long, hot breath.
The Girl Next Door: A Budapest Story
It’s my first day in Budapest. The streets smell like history—like stones that have heard too much and still keep quiet. No one here bothers to hide the passing of time. They don’t cover it up. They don’t smooth it over. They let it be. Let it stay. Let it grow, like the mold on high ceilings or the cracks in old walls. And that’s beautiful. To see time as it is—imperfect, honest, inevitable. To see how time passes… and passes through us. It moves through us. It pulls us under. It leaves marks.
Rooms Don’t Forget
“When she leaves, the room is never the same. It looks untouched, but fire has passed through it. No visible ashes, yet everything inside—the walls, the bed, the silence—has been consumed by her memory.”
Born in the wrong era
“Born in the wrong era. I often say I feel like a tourist and don’t belong to any city. But her, Isabella McCausland—she doesn’t belong to this era. A designer by trade but a pop icon at heart, Isabella carries the essence of another time in her energy. She dances as if MTV still set the trends as if we were back in those years when pop stars were almost goddesses.
Missing Timing
Introducing the photo series Destiempo, a moving exploration of fleeting connections and the beauty found in missed timing. Photographer Alexander Tarazona captures the raw, sensual intensity of an encounter with model Ángela Bonilla, set against the historic backdrop of Bogotá.
How to Fly
We met by chance, just before she left for Mexico. Somehow, life always introduces me to people right before they’re about to leave. We think farewells are the end, but they’re just new beginnings. In that brief moment, we found the nearest hotel and started imagining a life that felt like it was ending before it even began.
Everything comes in waves
They say that each photograph is the artist’s self-portrait, and I have heard many talented friends say it is in pain that they find their creativity. I had never considered it, but now I understand why nostalgia and the past are seductive. My art is born from a broken heart, from the fragments that time leaves behind.
Letter to whom it may concern
“These are my last days in Bogotá, just a few days away from returning to NYC for vacation. And coincidentally, María José has just arrived in Bogotá,” introduces photographer Alexander Tarazona, with the beautiful María José, a model and designer from Medellín starring in his latest analogue photo work.
Broken Promises
“A Sunday of laundry and tending to the garden, accompanied by unanswered questions about love, with a random playlist of SZA.” describes photographer Alexander Tarazona his encounter with model Alana Soto, from which this wonderful series emerged in Bucaramanga, Colombia.
First Time
“The first time you read a book, that new book smells. The first time you shot with an analog camera. The first time you felt fear or laughed out loud. Your first kiss, the first letter, the first time you fell in love, the first time your heart was broken, and you swore you wouldn’t fall in love again but still did.”
Words before Flowers – always.
“I’ve wanted to delve into street photography for a while now, which has passionately captivated me since my experience in NYC. In this particular set, you can smell the flowers, hear the shouts of the vendors, and feel transported to that warm and cloudy morning—you can hear the children running with their ball. It’s the kind of art I want to create. These are the stories I want to tell,” explains Alexander Tarazona to us. Accompanied by his gorgeous muse, Zhenya Mashkovska, he wandered around the Plaza de la Macarena, visiting the flower festival.
Gray days full of color
“Four years or more had to pass for us to take these photos.” Photographer Alexander Suarta smiles while telling us about the story behind this series. Sometimes good things take their time, right?